autumn mists
the mountain
disappears
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Barbara A. Taylor
Barbara A. Taylor lives in northern NSW, Australia. Her poems appear in many Japanese short form journals and ezines including Mainichi Daily News, Asahi Haikuist Column, Lynx, Presence, Ginyu, Sketchbook, Ribbons, Frogpond, Wisteria, 3lightsgallery, Haiku News, Shamrock, Tinywords, Simply Haiku, Kokako, Moonset, Magnapoets, Eucalypt, and elsewhere.
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So many dewdrops
on the blades of grass…
Indian Summer
vanishing moon-
autumn sun peeking
through the clouds
harvest moon, higher than usual,
my emotions, tonights
walk on the beach,
in the shadows, of her eyes …
the mountain top dimples under the strider’s leg
funeral procession
autumn fires
birds line the way
inhale, exhale
another mountain looming
vapors of my life
bright heads
little weeds
gathering mist
Country road-
the sounds of horns
tear the mist
magician’s wand –
wispy smoke cross the dawn
pines reappear
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